The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"How dare you, without any evidence. I am a prince, how dare you kidnap me."

Xuanyuan Chen looked at Qi Yang and others who were walking over and shouted at them. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked loudly.

"Until now, I have never heard that His Majesty has issued an imperial decree to appoint a national teacher.

Furthermore, an imperial decree is invalid without the approval of the cabinet, so don’t even think about deceiving me.”

"King Xiaoyao, what you said is ridiculous, have you forgotten?

In order to promote this wedding, you asked City Lord Gu to publicize it widely and even presided over the wedding in person.

All the guests who heard about this and attended the event are witnesses, and the invitation also states this, so it can be considered physical evidence!"

Qi Yang had been unhappy with Xuanyuan Chen for a long time, and he kept calling him a running dog, a low-class bitch, and a savage.

If I hadn't caught him yet and he was in a high position, I would have put him in a sack and beat him up a long time ago.

Now that he had the chance, he did not forget to mock and ridicule the opponent. He just went up and grabbed the opponent, specifically poking at the opponent's wounds.

“The imperial edict probably came out of the cabinet only two days ago.

After all, His Majesty wrote the imperial edict as soon as he received the message and asked the Grand Secretary to send it to the Cabinet for review as soon as possible.

You are here every day and have little access to information, so it is normal that you didn’t receive any messages.

"My Lord Xiaoyao, my Lord Xiaoyao, you have planned so many things, but you have failed because of such a small matter."

Xuanyuan Chen looked at him seriously, trying to find any signs of lying on his face, but unfortunately there were none, and finally he gave up struggling.

At this time, none of his people showed up, so he must have been dealt with by the newly appointed National Master and his lackeys like Xuanyuan Huaixi.

I didn't expect that guy would cooperate with the person I hate the most, but so what even if I lose.

I still have one last trump card. If I don't live well, you won't be able to live happily either.

As he thought about it, he struggled again, and swept the crowd with arrogant eyes, searching for Xuanyuan Huaixi's trace. It was not until he saw the familiar corner of clothes that he looked at Nan Zhiyi, who looked like an immortal, and laughed crazily.

"Sword Immortal, Sword Immortal, you are so arrogant that you are the best in swordsmanship, but how can you know the wickedness of human hearts? If you cooperate with him, you are just trying to get the skin of a tiger."

"He, Xuanyuan Huaixi, hates all the immortal cultivators in the world. If his ability allowed, he would like to gather all the cultivators in the world and slaughter them all.

Your words of destiny caused him to be born with a fatal blow, and his mother's family was wiped out when he was just born, and he almost lost his life.

And all those who were kind to him in the cold palace over the years died miserably without exception."

Xuanyuan Huaixi pressed his palm tightly on the hilt of the sword, veins bulging, and it took great willpower to stay where he was.

He looked at him with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead body. If he hadn't remembered the agreement with Nan Zhiyi, he would have wanted to go up and chop him into meat paste immediately.

"Shut up."

Qi Yang looked at Nan Zhiyi's expression in panic, and without stopping, he forcibly twisted him away.

Your Majesty has found a close friend with great difficulty and no longer has hatred in his heart. You cannot let this bastard ruin this beauty.

Xuanyuan Chen sensed his panic and became even more proud. He struggled desperately, crying and saying:

"My fate today will lead to your fate in the future. No, you will be even more miserable than me, even more miserable..."

The voice echoed in the quiet hall, falling on Xuanyuan Huaixi's heart like a nightmare. He looked towards Nan Zhiyi in fear.

He knew that he should have stopped Xuanyuan Chen from speaking the moment he spoke, but he selfishly wanted to know Ayi's reaction, whether he believed him or the so-called destiny and feud.

"Enough, since you can't speak, then don't speak again in the future." Nan Zhiyi's expression did not change, as if everything was within his expectations. The virtual sword crushed Xuanyuan Chen's tongue as he wished.

Only his trembling hand holding the sword revealed his uneasy mood at the moment.

He didn't know what Huaixi was thinking, whether he had let go of his hatred, or used the so-called love to tie him up, and then find an opportunity to flatten Qishan.

He didn't know how to choose between his family and his lover.

Maybe there is still a chance, as long as I find the truth of that year, what if it is not as Xuanyuan Chen said? What if he is trying to alienate the two of us?

He was so panicked that he didn't want to stay here any longer. With a flash of sword light, he left the place and eliminated the other killers who were hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Then ran away.

Xuanyuan Huaixi chased out in panic, but did not find anyone. He lowered his head, dark thoughts in his heart surged and finally disappeared. He gripped the sword more and more tightly, his fingers turning white, and his heart was desolate.

Perhaps we both need to rethink our future path.

He thought about going back to continue to take charge of the situation.

At this time, Xiao Tingyu followed Nan Zhiyi all the way to the woods on the outskirts of the city.

Nan Zhiyi held the jar of wine, leaned against a tree branch, and kept pouring wine. His cheeks flushed, but his eyes became brighter as he drank.

Xiao Tingyu stood under the tree with a sword in his hand. For some reason, he couldn't pull out the sword.

He jumped up and down and changed many postures, trying countless times but still the same thing happened. He was so angry that his face turned red.

"You are no match for me. Now that I don't want to kill you, get out of here!"

Nan Zhiyi looked at his behavior indifferently, then raised her head and poured herself another jar of wine.

It’s not enough, it’s still not enough. Why can’t I get drunk?

Nan Zhiyi angrily smashed the wine jar, looked at Xiao Tingyu lying on the ground under the tree like a golden rooster, and spoke coldly.

"Why don't you get out?"

You told me to get out, but you shouldn’t touch my acupoints!!!

Xiao Tingyu lay under the tree in a melancholy manner, standing on one leg, completely unable to move except for the movement of his eyeballs.

I don't know when he pressed my acupoints.

The broken pieces of the wine jar flew everywhere, scratching his face and leaving streaks of blood. Some of the spilled wine dripped onto his head, drenching him to the bone.

The person above was not drunk yet, but he was slightly drunk. His face was flushed, his eyes were blurry, and he had double vision in front of his eyes.

Nan Zhiyi became even angrier when he saw this, and jumped down from the tree, staggering. As luck would have it, he stepped on his hand and foot, then quickly moved away.

"I'm not drunk, why are you drunk?!"

Xiao Tingyu rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Who drinks like you? You drink half a jar and then spill the rest. It would be strange if you could get drunk.

I'm not drunk yet, why are you drunk?

If I could speak, I would scold you.

Nan Zhiyi found that the man was motionless and rolling his eyes, then he realized that he had pressed his acupoints and untied him.

Xiao Tingyu didn't expect that his wish would come true so soon. He looked at him in a daze, lying on the ground with numb limbs, as quiet as a chicken.

It's not that I'm a coward, it's that I just follow my heart. I know I can't win, so I don't want to get beaten.

"What do you want in order to let A Luo go?"